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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 160. Together
Sophia sat in the grand lounge of Arthur Palace, her hand cradling a warm cup of tea. The room’s opulence did little to ease her frayed nerves, and her gaze remained fixed on the fireplace, the flickering flames reflecting her turbulent emotions. Elijah walked in, his expression calm but his movements deliberate. His sharp eyes scanned her, noticing the tension in her posture. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice softer than usual. Sophia glanced up, managing a small smile. “I’m recovering. Physically, I’m fine. But… emotionally, it’s been a lot to process.” Elijah moved closer, sitting beside her. He reached for her free hand, his grip firm but reassuring. “You’ve been through more than anyone should. But you’re strong, Sophia. You’ve proven that time and again.”She nodded, a flicker of determination returning to her eyes. “I’ll be fine. I just need to stay focused. And I need to be by your side, Elijah. No more keeping me in the dark.”Elijah’s jaw tightened slightly. “You
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 161. The Forgotten Heirloom
Elijah sat at his desk in the study, the pendant from the recovered chest glinting faintly in the light. The discovery of another Norton heirloom, hinted at in the documents Doug uncovered, weighed heavily on his mind. It wasn’t just about reclaiming a piece of his family’s history—it was about understanding the full extent of the conspiracy that had destroyed everything he held dear. Doug entered the room, his footsteps brisk and deliberate. “Marshal, I’ve started tracing the origins of the second heirloom mentioned in the documents.” He handed Elijah a folder. “It seems it was last seen in possession of a private collector in Evendore.” Elijah flipped through the folder, his jaw tightening as he skimmed the details. “This collector—what’s their connection to the syndicate?” “Indirect, but clear,” Doug replied. “They’ve been known to deal with questionable buyers, some of whom are tied to the Thompson Accord.” Elijah’s gaze darkened. “Then it’s not a coincidence. Whoever has
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 162. The Challenge
The journey to the remote cliffs was tense, the rugged terrain mirroring the storm brewing in Elijah’s mind. The early morning sun cast long shadows over the jagged rocks, but neither he nor Sophia paid much attention to the breathtaking view. Their focus was on the mission ahead. “Are you sure this is the place?” Sophia asked, her voice steady despite the unease in her eyes. Elijah nodded, scanning the area with a sharp gaze. “It fits the description in the note. If the syndicate wanted to lure me, they’d pick a place where they’d have the advantage.” “Or they think they do,” Sophia said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. Elijah’s expression softened. “Stay close to me. If things go south—” “I’m not leaving you,” she interrupted, her tone firm. “We’re in this together.” Elijah gave her a brief nod before they proceeded, navigating the uneven ground. ...The first sign of trouble came when they reached a narrow path lined with sharp rocks. A faint hum caught Elijah’s at
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 163. The Race Against Time
Elijah’s jaw tightened as the car sped toward Arthur Palace. Sophia sat beside him, her fingers gripping the edge of her seat. The tension was palpable, the air heavy with the weight of unspoken fears. “Elijah,” Sophia began softly, glancing at him. “Are we making the right decision by going back? What if they’re already there?” “They won’t be,” Elijah replied firmly, his voice calm but resolute. “Doug is coordinating the palace security. No one will get close without my knowing.” Sophia wanted to believe him, but the memories of her kidnapping were still raw. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. “I don’t want to live in fear, Elijah. I need to go back to work. I need to face this.” Elijah turned to her briefly, his piercing gaze softening. “I know. And I’ll make sure you’re safe every step of the way.” ...At Arthur Palace, Doug stood waiting as the car pulled into the driveway. His expression was grave, and Elijah immediately knew the news wasn’t good. “Marsha
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 164. Ambush at the Gala
The grand hall of the gala was alight with glittering chandeliers and the hum of conversation. Sophia moved gracefully among the guests, her poise unwavering as she greeted influential figures and allies of her business. Elijah stood at a distance, dressed sharply in his James Hamesworth persona, his piercing eyes scanning the crowd for any hint of danger. “Marshal,” Doug’s voice crackled in his earpiece. “Operatives are in position. All entry points are covered.” “Good,” Elijah murmured, keeping his voice low. His gaze followed Sophia as she engaged in a conversation near the central table. “Keep eyes on her at all times.” “Yes, Sir,” Doug replied. Elijah’s intuition was on high alert. The syndicate had proven bold before, and he knew they wouldn’t pass up an opportunity like this. ...Sophia’s laughter rang out as she exchanged pleasantries with an executive. Her calm demeanor masked the tension simmering beneath the surface. She was acutely aware of Elijah’s protective pr
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 165. The Traitor Within
The room was dimly lit, the air tense with expectation. Elijah leaned against the table, arms crossed, his piercing gaze fixed on the man handcuffed to the chair before him. The captured syndicate member looked smug despite his predicament, a smirk playing on his lips as though he held the upper hand. “You’ve been cooperative so far,” Elijah began, his tone calm but laced with steel. “Don’t ruin that streak now. Who’s been feeding you information about us?” The man chuckled, shaking his head. “You think I’m going to spill everything because you ask nicely, Marshal? You don’t scare me.” Elijah stepped forward, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “I should. Because if you think the syndicate is dangerous, you haven’t seen what I’m capable of.” The smirk faltered slightly, and the man’s eyes flickered with uncertainty. ...In another part of the palace, Sophia paced the library, her mind racing. She couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that someone close to her was working
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 166. Lines of Deception
Sophia stood in the grand parlor of the Donald estate, her voice firm as she faced Reno and Hague. The tension in the air was palpable, and the weight of her accusations pressed on everyone present. “You’re hiding something,” Sophia said, her eyes narrowing at Hague. “I know it. Every time something happens, you two are conveniently involved or conveniently absent.” Reno smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Sophia, really? Do you think we’d risk everything for… what exactly?” “For power,” Sophia snapped, her gaze darting between them. “For control. For whatever game you’ve been playing with my life and Elijah’s.” Hague, standing by the fireplace, folded his arms. “Watch your tone, Sophia. You’ve always been quick to point fingers when things don’t go your way.” Her jaw tightened. “Don’t you dare twist this. People have died because of these betrayals. If you’re involved—” “We’re not involved,” Hague interrupted, his voice low and cold. “And I suggest you stop looking for g
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 167. A Family Divided
Sophia stood in the grand hall of the Donald estate, her heart pounding as Hague entered with his usual air of aloof authority. Elijah was beside her, his stance protective but composed, his piercing gaze locked onto Hague. “We need to talk,” Sophia began, her voice firm but tinged with unease. Hague’s brows arched as he took a seat by the ornate fireplace. “Ah, another lecture about family loyalty? Go on, Sophia. Enlighten me.” Elijah stepped forward, his tone cutting through the tension. “This isn’t about loyalty, Hague. It’s about betrayal. We know what you’ve been doing.” Hague leaned back, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Betrayal, you say? Strong words, Norton. And what exactly do you think I’ve done?” Sophia stepped forward, her fists clenched. “Don’t act coy. We have evidence—messages, transactions, surveillance. You’ve been working with the syndicate, feeding them information about me, about Elijah.” Hague’s expression darkened slightly, but he didn’t flinch. “
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219. The Battle for Evendore
The atmosphere at Arthur Palace was tense, with the air buzzing with urgency. Doug stood before Elijah, briefing him on the latest developments.“Marshal, the Quinn family has launched simultaneous attacks. Arthur Palace and Sophia’s headquarters are primary targets,” Doug reported, his tone grim but composed. “We’ve already deployed additional security, but their forces are relentless.”Elijah’s expression hardened. “They’re trying to dismantle everything we’ve built. They’ll regret this miscalculation.”Sophia entered the room, her presence commanding. “Elijah, I’ve doubled the cybersecurity team and evacuated non-essential staff. My people are holding strong, but this is more than a
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218. A Treacherous Alliance
Elijah sat across from Alexander Quinn in a private room of a luxury restaurant, the air thick with tension. The Quinn patriarch exuded an air of smug confidence, his tailored suit and composed demeanor betraying none of the chaos his family had caused.“Elijah,” Alexander began smoothly, swirling his wine glass. “Let’s put the theatrics aside. We’re both men of ambition, driven by legacy and loyalty. It doesn’t have to end in bloodshed.”Elijah’s expression remained cold, his piercing eyes locked on Alexander. “You targeted Sophia, disrupted her business, and infiltrated my life. What makes you think I’ll entertain anything you have to say?”Alexander leaned forward slightly, a sly grin tugging at his l
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217. Into the Lion’s Den
The air in the safehouse was damp and heavy with the smell of rust and stale cigarette smoke. Elijah moved silently through the dimly lit corridors, Doug trailing just a step behind him. The muffled voices of Alexander Quinn’s operatives grew louder as they approached the central room. Doug gestured toward the door, his voice low. “Marshal, I count five inside, two armed. If we move now, we’ll have the element of surprise.”Elijah nodded, his jaw tightening. “Make it clean. We need intel, not a bloodbath.”With a swift kick, Elijah forced the door open. The operatives inside scrambled, two reaching for their weapons. Doug moved quickly, disarming one with a precise shot to the hand, while Elijah subdued another with a calculated strike to the jaw.“Don’t try it,” Elijah warned the remaining operatives, his cold gaze sweeping over them. “Hands where I can see them. Now.”The operatives hesitated but complied, their hands rising slowly. Doug stepped forward, binding their wrists with z
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216. The Corporate Attack
Sophia paced her office, her face a mask of focused determination as reports of the cyberattack flooded in. “How bad is it?” she asked sharply, her voice cutting through the tension in the room. One of her IT specialists looked up from a screen filled with cascading lines of code. “They’ve breached the perimeter defenses. Whoever is behind this knows exactly where to hit us—our client database, financial records, operational plans.” Elijah entered the room with Doug in tow, his expression dark. “Any leads on where the attack is coming from?” The IT specialist shook his head. “Not yet, but they’re fast. If we don’t counter soon, they’ll wipe us out.” “Not on my watch,” Elijah said grimly. He turned to Doug. “We need someone who can outmatch them.” Doug nodded. “I’ve already contacted Riley. She’s the best we’ve got for this kind of work. She’ll be here within the hour, sir.” Sophia crossed her arms, her jaw tight. “This has Alexander’s fingerprints all over it. He’s coming
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215. The Quinn Gambit
The ballroom glittered with opulence, the gala teeming with Evendore’s elite. Elijah scanned the crowd, his gaze sharp and unwavering. Doug stood a few paces behind him, blending into the background but ready for any sign of trouble. Sophia, resplendent in a midnight-blue gown, was speaking to a group of investors, her charm effortlessly commanding the room. Then Elijah spotted him—Alexander Quinn. Dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, Alexander exuded an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance. His smile was polite but calculated, a mask that hinted at the sharp mind beneath. Elijah’s jaw tightened as he made his way across the room, his every step purposeful. “Mr. Quinn,” Elijah greeted, his tone cool. “I’ve been meaning to have a word with you.” Alexander turned, his smile widening as though he’d been expecting this. “Marshal Norton,” he replied smoothly, extending a hand. “A pleasure. Your reputation precedes you.” Elijah ignored the gesture, his piercing gaze fix
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214. A Shadow Returns
The grand doors of Arthur Palace creaked open as Elijah and Sophia stepped inside, their brief retreat leaving them refreshed but wary of what awaited them. Doug was already waiting in the main hall, his posture rigid, a grim expression on his face. “Marshal,” Doug began, nodding as Elijah approached. “We have a situation. The Quinn family is making moves again.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. “Go on.” Doug gestured for them to follow as he laid out a folder on the study table. “Alexander Quinn, one of the younger members of the family, arrived in Evendore three days ago. He’s presenting himself as a legitimate businessman—charity events, high-profile meetings—but we’ve traced several questionable dealings back to him. He’s quietly rebuilding their influence.” Sophia leaned over the table, scanning the documents. “The Quinns always did have a knack for masking their intentions. What’s their endgame?” Doug sighed, his fingers tapping the edge of the table. “It’s too early to tell, b
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213. A Passionate Retreat
The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the villa, casting a golden glow across the room. Sophia stretched lazily in bed, her fingers brushing the cool silk sheets. She glanced to her side and found Elijah already dressed, standing by the open balcony doors. The breeze tousled his hair as he looked out over the ocean.“Good morning, Marshal,” Sophia said with a teasing lilt, propping herself up on her elbow.Elijah turned, his face softening when he saw her. “Morning, love. I thought I’d let you sleep in after last night.”Sophia smiled, memories of their tender moments flooding her mind. “You’re too kind, but I’d rather spend every second with you.”Elijah walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Then let’s make the most of today. No plans, no distractions—just us.”They spent the morning exploring the villa’s expansive grounds. Sophia laughed as Elijah tried his hand at cooking breakfast, resulting in slightly overcooked om
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212. Rekindling the Flame
The sun hung low over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and gold as Elijah guided Sophia into the villa. The property was secluded, perched atop a hill with a view of the sparkling ocean below. Soft breezes rustled the curtains as Sophia stepped inside, marveling at the tranquil beauty of the place.“Elijah,” she said, turning to him with a smile. “You’ve outdone yourself this time.”“I thought we deserved a little escape,” Elijah replied, setting their bags down. “No threats, no plans, no enemies—just us.”Sophia’s heart warmed at his words. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”They spent the afternoon exploring the villa’s grounds. The infinity pool shimmered under the fading sunlight, and lush gardens surrounded the property, offering privacy and a sense of peace they hadn’t felt in weeks.Later, as the evening fell, Elijah surprised Sophia with a candlelit dinner set up on the terrace. Strings of fairy lights cast a soft glow, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks
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211. A Seductive Celebration
The tension of the last few weeks had finally ebbed, leaving a rare, quiet evening at Arthur Palace. Sophia stood by the balcony, gazing at the distant city lights. She wore a silk robe that barely reached her knees, the fabric flowing like liquid around her curves. Hearing Elijah enter the room, she turned, her eyes sparkling with mischief.“Elijah,” she said, her voice soft yet inviting. “I’ve been thinking. Don’t you think it’s time we celebrated properly?”Elijah raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips. “And how exactly do you propose we do that, Mrs. Norton?”Sophia crossed the room, her steps deliberate and graceful. “Oh, I have a few ideas,” she tea
